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"
My
dear
boys
,
what
are
you
thinking
about
?
"
exclaimed
Mrs.
Lynn
.
"
I
can
not
possibly
countenance
any
such
inconsistent
proceeding
,
"
chimed
in
the
Dowager
Ingram
.
"
Indeed
,
mama
,
but
you
can
--
and
will
,
"
pronounced
the
haughty
voice
of
Blanche
,
as
she
turned
round
on
the
piano-stool
;
where
till
now
she
had
sat
silent
,
apparently
examining
sundry
sheets
of
music
.
"
I
have
a
curiosity
to
hear
my
fortune
told
:
therefore
,
Sam
,
order
the
beldame
forward
.
"
"
My
darling
Blanche
!
recollect
--
"
"
I
do
--
I
recollect
all
you
can
suggest
;
and
I
must
have
my
will
--
quick
,
Sam
!
"
"
Yes
--
yes
--
yes
!
"
cried
all
the
juveniles
,
both
ladies
and
gentlemen
.
"
Let
her
come
--
it
will
be
excellent
sport
!
"
The
footman
still
lingered
.
"
She
looks
such
a
rough
one
,
"
said
he
.
"
Go
!
"
ejaculated
Miss
Ingram
,
and
the
man
went
.
Excitement
instantly
seized
the
whole
party
:
a
running
fire
of
raillery
and
jests
was
proceeding
when
Sam
returned
.
"
She
wo
n't
come
now
,
"
said
he
.
"
She
says
it
'
s
not
her
mission
to
appear
before
the
'
vulgar
herd
'
(
them
'
s
her
words
)
.
I
must
show
her
into
a
room
by
herself
,
and
then
those
who
wish
to
consult
her
must
go
to
her
one
by
one
.
"
